"Uh-"

Qiao Wu, who was full of confidence, couldn't help but let out a muffled snort in his throat, and his slightly thin body stumbled suddenly, and he took a few steps back before standing firmly, and couldn't help but look down at the narrow scar on his chest, and drops of black blood dripped down his chest.

Bang Bang -

The crisp sound of raindrops hitting the stone slab was particularly harsh in the square that suddenly fell into dead silence, and it immediately attracted everyone's attention, and a look of astonishment, suspicion, and shock flashed over their faces one by one.

Silence, just to erupt more violently.

"Impossible!?How could it be? Qiao Wushuang was defeated, defeated in the hands of a woman!"

"God, God is not joking, I am still dreaming, that woman actually seriously injured Qiao Wushuang. ”

"Who is this woman, she is so powerful, looking at her young age, she must not be more than twenty-five years old, and her strength has reached the late stage of the Martial Sect, it must be a clansman from a big family who has been trained outside. Qiao Wushuang suffered a big loss, and now there is a good show. ”

“??????”

"Okay, yes, Sister Feng, come on, beat them into pigs' heads, beat them into pigs' heads!" Although she didn't deal with Feng Qing'er, at this moment, the little girl Long Ling was waving her flag and shouting, jumping and jumping, excited.

"You actually hurt me?"

Qiao Wushuang raised his head slowly, and did not show a violent and angry look, which made everyone suspicious in their hearts, but saw a faint smile on his slightly pale face, a little evil smile.

"Not bad, not bad. ”

In the stunned looks of everyone, he nodded, as if he was very happy to be injured. Gently raised his left hand and brushed it lightly on the narrow wound on his chest, and the black blood disappeared. Even the scar was gone, and his face was ruddy again. There was no sign of being hit hard.

"You, a woman who is qualified to be my son!"

Immediately, his words made the onlookers suddenly realize, but it also made Feng Qing'er furious, the pretty face shouted evil, and the ghost glanced at Gu Feng in a daze, seeing that he had no expression, and his heart was even more angry for no reason.

"Dengzi, die!"

Feng Qing'er shouted angrily. The majestic breath flowed out of the body like a tide, and the oppressive people around couldn't help but be frightened, and hurriedly retreated.

Feeling the breath of the late stage of the Martial Sect, Gu Feng couldn't help but glance at her twice, very surprised, and secretly praised her for her excellent talent, remembering that when they fought, she was only in the middle of the Martial Sect, and it was only a long time before it became the late stage.

He didn't want to think about himself either. No, it only took a few months to reach the realm of the late stage of the Martial Sect, and he also slaughtered two powerful Martial Emperors with his own strength.

"Ice Phoenix Nine Swords First Form - Feng Ming!"

In the silence, a loud phoenix roar that rushed straight up into the sky exploded in everyone's ears, and that scream was like a heavy hammer slammed into their hearts. Rao didn't attack them, and they were also shocked by their blood and retreated again.

Qiao Wushuang's heart was also suddenly shocked, and then a solemn look appeared in his eyes. Looking at the streamer turning Rao as if an ice phoenix was flying, the ice phoenix long sword that seemed to be moving gave him a great sense of threat.

"Good people, good swords, good moves!"

Wang Peddler, who had been standing like a spectator and brushing his beard, looked at the ice phoenix sword held high. Suddenly he made a compliment, and his eyes full of philistine treachery flashed with a glimmer of sharpness like a sword, as if he could cut off the galaxy.

Gu Feng glanced at him in surprise. The brows furrowed slightly, and then he let go, and suddenly his eyes were cold, staring at the hazy stone statue suspended above Qiao Wushuang's head, which could only be seen clearly.

The stone statue looks like a stone, not a stone, not a lead, not a lead, I don't know what kind of material it is made of, and it can be isolated from the exploration of spiritual power. It was entangled in black gas, emitting an evil aura.

As soon as it appeared, Qiao Wushuang's momentum suddenly soared, and he climbed steadily and almost reached the peak of the late stage of the Martial Sect, and there was a black divine light flowing on the whole person, as if a pair of battle armor had given him a tight place.

The black and white eyes turned into a strange scarlet at some point, and the violent and ferocious aura shot out from him, squeezing directly towards Feng Qing'er's cold aura, as if a fierce beast from ancient times was slaughtering, terrifying.

"Demon God, hehe. ”

Wang Zhan suddenly grinned, his little eyes stared at the black stone statue with a wicked smile in his eyes, and his faces were full of banter on his faces as if he were looking at a dead person.

"What is that?"

Hearing this, Gu Feng asked in a low voice, the stone statue gave him a very strange feeling, obviously it was dead, but there was a different breath in the body than the spirit of the spirit weapon, and the breath was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't say it.

"Good stuff. Wang Zhan glanced at him with a little meaning, and reminded him: "The image of the demon god, do you say it is a good thing?"

"The statue of the demon god?"

Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed through his mind, and he suddenly remembered the three stone statues at the foot of Mount Nobel, which were flowing with this kind of aura, and sure enough, Qiao Wushuang's actions confirmed his guess in the next moment.

As soon as the stone statue came out, the uninhibited smile on Qiao Wushuang's face disappeared, and the whole person became very serious, more solemn than the expression of the high priest of the church, tilting his head slightly, looking at the floating stone statue with both heads, his eyes were full of fanaticism, and he muttered words in his mouth, as if he was praying.

Suddenly, a spiritual power-like thing shot out from the center of Qiao Wu's eyebrows, and was absorbed by the Demon God Statue, and suddenly the black gas rolled, and a roar of the Demon God sounded in everyone's hearts, but it disappeared in a flash, making people think that they were hallucinating.

The black qi rolled and suddenly turned into a thin light curtain to completely cover Qiao Wushuang, only to see that his expression was solemn, his face, which was even paler than Qiao Sanshou, quickly flashed red, and the momentum on his body did not increase, but there was a huge power in his body, like a dormant giant beast, once he woke up, it was shocking after all.

Roar -

Qiao Wushuang roared angrily, his big mouth opened violently like a long whale absorbing water and swallowing all the escaping black gas into his abdomen, and two pillars of divine light burst out from his eyes, and he glanced at the onlookers and collapsed to the ground in fright, incontinent.

"Break it for me!"

Suddenly, Qiao Wushuang threw a punch at the void in front of him, and that punch seemed to be as slow as an old cow pulling a broken car, but that momentum and that punch intent made Gu Fengdu's heart jump uncontrollably. One punch, a gentle punch, is enough to shatter a thousand feet of high mountains.

Boom -

The fist wind swept by, the void twisted, a layer of ripples like ripples rippled out, and suddenly a transparent ice sword revealed a sharp sword from the void, pointing directly at the black fist.

The two collided and burst out with earth-shaking momentum, fists and ice swords held each other, and the escaping aura was like a huge wave on the ocean swept around, and the thick rock on the ground silently turned into a layer of powder, constantly spreading outward.

The onlookers from afar were so oppressed by the breath that they fell to the ground and vomited blood and passed out, and a few unlucky people who were closer were directly crushed into meat patties, leaving only a human skin spread on the stone powder.

Bang -

The ice sword that flashed with a sharp aura burst open, and the black iron fist blasted away and shattered the ice, like a raging torrent from a river bursting its banks, turning into a howling dragon roaring past and smashing towards Feng Qing'er.

"Ice Phoenix Nine Swords Second Form - Phoenix Dance!"

The first form of "Ice Phoenix Nine Swords" was forced, Feng Qing'er's eyes flashed a trace of surprise, and she did not show a panicked look, her graceful posture was like a dancing girl on the stage, dancing in the square, and the cold long sword left a brilliant sword shadow.

The dancing figure was getting faster and faster, and the whole person seemed to turn into an ice phoenix dancing, and a terrifying aura suddenly burst out from her, making Gu Feng's expression awe-inspiring.

"It is worthy of being the companion of Jiang's predecessors, "Ice Phoenix Nine Swords" is wonderful and gorgeous, but it is also murderous. "Ice Phoenix Nine Swords", "Demon Slaying Nine Swords", I don't know if you can find the second form of "Demon Slaying Nine Swords" from above?"

The black iron fist rushed as always, but as soon as it touched the ice phoenix's wings, it made a clicking sound, and a crack cracked from the middle.

Boom -

The black fist shattered, and a black arm pierced out of it, directly blasting the dancing ice phoenix. In an instant, that wonderful dance posture turned into a series of extremely sharp sword qi that slashed down like a raging storm.

Ding Ding Ding ??????

The ice sword slashed on the arm with a crisp and pleasant sound of ice crystals colliding, and they cracked one after another, but the black arm did not leave a shallow sword mark.

"Hey, break it for me!"

Qiao Wu smiled, his right fist clenched and made a sound of a boulder shattering, and the long arm like steel shook suddenly, and a strong aura directly shattered the ice swords that were split, and smashed the yellow dragon and blasted towards Feng Qing'er.

He laughed and rushed up, and with each step he took out of his body, the strong aura entrenched in his body weakened a little, and the black light of the demon god statue suspended above his head dimmed a little.

"Slash-"

Feng Qing'er turned into an ice phoenix and pounced, the ice phoenix sword in her hand exuded a sharp aura that tore through the heavens and the earth, the blade slashed, and the entire void was cut like a piece of tofu, and slashed at the long arm that exuded black light.

Bell――

Poof――

An invisible force quickly spread out around Qiao Wushuang as the center, and the ground collapsed where it passed, the giant stone was turned into pieces, and the whole person was half submerged in the ground.

"Hehe, that's just it, no matter how sharp your sword is, it can't break through the divine power. Qiao Wushuang greeted the beautiful woman who was close at hand, and smiled proudly.

"Really, break it for me!" Feng Qing'er's cold cheeks suddenly looked like a blooming lotus, which made people lose their minds for a moment, but there was a playful look in her eyes.

Puff -

A pillar of blood shot out, directly flushing out the half of his arm, Qiao Wushuang's face suddenly stiffened, feeling the power in his body falling like a tide, and his stiff expression became extremely frightened.

"Truly, the clansmen of the Feng clan, come over to this god!"

Suddenly, the black demon god statue suspended on Qiao Wu's head let out a terrifying laugh, and immediately turned into a black vortex, sucking Feng Qing'er into it and disappearing.

(Christmas, I wish the book friends who have read this chapter a happy day) (To be continued......)